I hear u

Girl…..

The English word Girl first appeared during the Middle Ages b/w 1250 and 1300 CE, and came from The Anglo-Saxon word ‘GERLE’. Tha Anglo-Saxon word ‘gerle’ meaning ‘dress and clothing item’ also seems to have been used as a metonym in some sense.

In 1387, The greatest poet of Middle Ages, ‘Geoffry Chaucer’, was the first known person to use the word ‘Girl’, except that it was spelt ‘GYRL’ in Old English language. Chaucer used ‘gyrl’ in The General Prologue to his famous ‘The Canterbury Tales’ in 1387.

A Girl is any female human from birth through childhood and adolescence to attainment of adulthood, when she becomes a Women. The term may be used to mean a young women.

A Girl is called “koor” in Kashmir. And the word ‘chober’ is an immoral word used by guys to describe a gorgeous girl using obscence language.

Another Word for Girl is;

Adolescent

Daughter

Lady

School girl

Young women

She

Damsel

Teenager

Step…..

Allah whisper in unborn ear…

I'd preserved you, for time..
But don't be sad,
I will with you, for everytime,
I know, you need me alot,
Now, I am landing you,
In secure place of this Universe,
Of no auguries, and no sentences...

For I know, your first step
lies in swift of air,

For I know, your first nap
lies in the lap of mother,

For I know, your first smile
lies in the elements of unknown,

For I know, your first cry
lies in the emotions of pain...

You'll know then
What you are...

The second step, no question mark
The step of shivering feet,

Enabling you from air to sky
Styling you from hair to tie,

"EN" will bye you from able,
I'll hye you from table...

They will simile you by doll
They will training you for lie,
They will base you for essential
They will bake you for temperature,

They will bye you from train,
I will hye you from rain...

You will play piano of innocence
I will delay vibes of experience,

You will dance clay of equality
I will make way of reality,

You will stay acting of Florence 
I will stay collecting of West winds,

WEST will bye you from EAST,
I will hye you from Feast...

Then

They will show you how to step,
pushing you toward the third step...

They will call you disabled
I will show, you're differently abled...

"DIS" will bye you from Able,
I will hye you from cable...

Village…..

Many of you living in village,
but not that village..

The village, where vehicles lost there fuel,

The village, where shoulders work, not feet..

The village, where is no diet, no plans, no work at all..

The Village, where is no energy requires to hear..

The Village, where is no world at all..

The Village, with human beings but not humans..

The Village, where pen lost there ink..

The Village, where is relations but no relationships..

The Village, where is Oxygen but no lungs at all..

The Village, where is soil but no appitite at all..

The Village, where is light with no hope at all..

The Village, where is greetings but no welcome at all..

The Village, where is home but no renovation at all..

The Village, where no one comes back..

Many of you living in Village,
but not that Village...

Alone………

Do you hear?

Alone!!!

Wooooo!!!

Lets do some party..

Lets call some happiness..

Lets open some drinks..

Lets call some peace..

Lets put steps over beats,

Lets put noodles over bites..

Lets put curtin over blue,

Lets put stars over black..

But…..

To where, and with whom…….

Happiness, over blanket of grief,

made by own wool of stiff…

Drinks, over the straw of steam,

evaporate by flow of stream…

Peace, over the blanket of graveyard,

moist by storm of stoneyard…

Steps, over the light of no future,

rack slippers by dreams of no tutor…

White, black, red, and blue,

mere a state of being true…..

Do you hear…..

I am alone…..

Alone………

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

SOME……(Some Of My Emotions…)

Sometimes…..

This word ( sometime) start at some place,

At some phase of my life…..

THIS word defines only, some of you, And Some people of you…….

THIS Word (some) start when I’m able to use word,

Firstly, read it as a word,

But, Time and people,

make me able to use this word….

LIKE memories of;

SOMEONE,

At SOMEWHERE,

At SOMETIME,

At SOMEPLACE,

Evokes…..

SOME OF MY EMOTIONS…..

SOME OF MY EMOTIONS….

It’s been 30 days…..

When someone leaves me,

without informing……

30 days of being crying, in heart,

but no tears……

30 days of being seeking someone,

but no eyesight…..

30 days of praying, with my dead voice,

but no words…..

30 days of writing,

but no ink……

THESE 30 days wants to symbolize,

SOME OF MY EMOTIONS……

Seeing someone to be mute,

in front of you, is like a person…..

WHO faint, with no color….

WHO stop, with no plosives…..

WHO breathe, with no sigh….

WHO frame, with no picture…..

THEY wants me to remember,

SOME OF MY EMOTIONS…..

And right now,

I am writing with some energy, in my hand,

And Still…

MY pen wants me to write,

Some of my emotions…

THIS makes my nose to flow,

But,

Still….

MY tears wants me to flow,

SOME OF MY EMOTIONS…..

IF

If it’s possible…

If it’s possible, I don’t want to wear slippers,

on my naked and playing feets…

If it’s possible, I don’t want to..

Use Pen instead of pencils….